When I was growing up I was like a roller-coaster.  When I had success I was happier than a pig in S#%t.  When failure came knocking I was depressed like a little boy that lost his puppy.

I wasn’t the model of stability.

When I reached my twenties a mentor of mine shared this fable with me and it’s reminded me that things are neither bad or good, they just are what they are.

The Farmer and His Horse

A farmer had only one horse. One day, his horse ran away.

All the neighbors came by saying, “I’m so sorry. This is such bad news. You must be so upset.” The man just said, “We’ll see.”

A few days later, his horse came back with twenty wild horses. The man and his son corraled all 21 horses.

All the neighbors came by saying, “Congratulations! This is such good news. You must be so happy!” The man just said, “We’ll see.”

One of the wild horses kicked the man’s only son, breaking both his legs.

All the neighbors came by saying, “I’m so sorry. This is such bad news. You must be so upset.” The man just said, “We’ll see.”

The country went to war, and every able-bodied young man was drafted to fight. The war was terrible and killed every young man, but the farmer’s son was spared, since his broken legs prevented him from being drafted.

All the neighbors came by saying, “Congratulations! This is such good news. You must be so happy!” The man just said, “We’ll see.”

If you lose a game… so what. If you win a game… so what. If you get hurt… so what. If Megan Fox gives you a kiss… so… Nah! That’s pretty flippin’ cool!

Would love to know your thoughts…Or if you have a favorite fable/story share it below.